Super Sweetheart of the CEO Daddy novel Chapter 1547

Alvina Miller didn't think that this man was already waiting for her. Her beautiful face flushed red and his voice became as soft as a mosquito. "Hubby."

"Why are you crying out so wrongly?" The man's sword—like eyebrows slightly raised in dissatisfaction.

Alvina Miller knew that he was deliberately making things difficult for his, so he immediately frowned, and placed his two small hands on his waist: "Joseph Grant, go cook dinner for me, you're hungry, I'll show you."

It made Joseph Grant speechless, and he even accepted it willingly. He immediately walked over, hugged her petite body tightly in his embrace, and kissed his forehead with his thin lips as if he was apologizing: "Alright, it's my fault, I shouldn't have provoked you."

Alvina Miller thought that it would be difficult to coax his. He didn't expect that once a man was gentle and gentle, she would surrender.

"Joseph Grant, now that we are engaged, you are my fiancé from now on. When I introduce you to others, it would also be perfectly justified." Alvina Miller said in his arms with a heavy voice, as if her heart that was suspended in the air had dropped to the ground.

"Alright, don't think about it. Go take a bath, I'll go cook." The man comforted her by patting her gently on the back.

Alvina Miller nodded like an obedient child and walked towards the stairs.

Joseph Grant looked at her charming appearance and suddenly felt that his home had become warm.

In the past when he lived here alone, he had always felt lonely. But now, without her around him, he would find out how terrifying loneliness was.

The man walked over to the fridge, opened it, took out the ingredients, and began his homesick life. Inside an abandoned factory, on the cold wet floor, there was only a layer of broken curtains. At this moment, outside the window, there was a bit of moonlight, allowing people to see the woman curled up into a ball. Her teeth were trembling.

"Let me go … Don't hurt me... Don't..." The woman let out a broken sound, desperate and miserable. Just now, she had suffered a torture like death, her throat had turned hoarse, her tears had dried, she had endured a great humiliation, she wished she could have died that moment, but those damned bastards had not killed her. Instead, they had taken a photo of her and left.

Victoria Miller's wine had already awakened, and she was completely awake, but it was because of that that she felt such despair. Although she had been innocent for a long time and had a total of five boyfriends, the suffering just now still made her fear men.

He did not have a mobile phone by his side, nor did he have any money, all that he had was the clothes she was wearing, which had long been torn to shreds, suddenly from afar came a sharp cry of a bird, Victoria Miller covered her ears in fear.

Although she wanted to die, she wanted to leave this damned place even more. She suddenly didn't want to die, so she felt that her death was the most terrifying thing in the world. She had to find those thugs.

Victoria Miller dragged her body that was in excruciating pain, and stiffly picked up her clothes. She messily wore them on her body, pulling at her painful wounds, causing her to let out a broken cry.

Who was it? Who could have hurt her like that?

Is it Alvina Miller?

She hated them so much that the root of her teeth started to itch. If she could get out of here alive, she would definitely make Alvina Miller pay a painful price.

"Alvina Miller, you got engaged, yet you let those bastards waste me like this. If I don't get my revenge, I, Victoria Miller, am unworthy of my life." The woman's resentful voice, in the deathly silence of the factory, was like a ghost girl crawling out of the eighteenth floor of hell to steal someone's life. Listening to it sent chills down one's spine, making one's hair stand on end.

Victoria Miller staggered out, both her legs were sore. Since young, how could she have suffered such humiliation? She felt that her life had turned into ashes.

Just as Victoria Miller was running forward frantically, she heard the sound of cars far away. At last, she seemed to have found hope. Barefoot, she desperately ran in the direction of the lights.

The driver was a middle—aged lady, and upon being suddenly stopped by Victoria Miller in the middle of the road, she immediately stepped on the brakes.

"Ghost!" The woman let out a shriek.